The Demon Trapper of Umbagog: A Thrilling Tale of the Maine ForestsThompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
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The Demon Trapper of Umbagog: A Thrilling Tale of the Maine Forests
Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Maine -- Fiction; Trappers -- Fiction
About the middle of the afternoon, on the day next succeeding the
eventful one which was marked by the occurrences narrated in the last
chapter, a cavalcade of about a dozen men on horseback, followed by a
single wagon, containing some fire-arms, two or three pairs of iron
handcuffs, and a few other articles of luggage, came clattering down
the road from the west, towards the tavern with which the reader has
already been made familiar. The men, who had been dispatched for the
shire-town of the county, had ridden hard all night, reached the place
at daylight, drummed up the officers of justice, got them started
at an early hour, and urged them on with such speed that, within
twenty hours, they had arrived at the scene of action. After the
halt of an hour at the tavern, for rest and refreshment, and a brief
consultation with the settlers, the sheriff, and his posse, now swelled
by volunteers from the settlement, set forth, under the guidance of
Phillips, for the residence of the supposed criminal, calculating to
reach there about dusk,--the hour they deemed most favorable for making
the arrest. After proceeding in silence about two-thirds of the way
to their destination, they halted, to make their final preparations
and arrangements for the onset; when, knowing the great strength and
desperate character of the man with whom they would have to deal,
they first carefully prepared their fire-arms, and then detailed a
half-dozen of their number, most conversant with the locality, to go
forward, spread themselves around the borders of Gaut’s clearing,
and cautiously advance to the house, so as to head off any attempt he
might make to escape, when the main body made their appearance. All
the time spent in these precautions, however, as well as this whole
jaunt thus far up the river, was destined to be mostly lost; for, as
the company were again beginning to move forward, they were met by the
scouts, dispatched the night before, hurrying back, most of them in a
disabled condition, and with the report that Gaut had escaped about
an hour before. They had lain in their coverts all day, and in the
fore part of it nothing had been seen to excite their suspicions; but,
towards night, they noticed him cleaning his rifle and pistols, as near
as they could judge, and then, soon after, bringing out a pack and
placing it by the side of his rifle at the door; and scarcely had they
time to concentrate before he came out, shouldered his pack, took his
arms, and proceeded towards a canoe moored on the bank of the river.
They then instantly resolved to intercept him; and, running for the
spot, came up to him just as he had laid his rifle in the boat; when
he turned upon them with the suddenness and fury of a pursued tiger;
seized the foremost, who had laid his hands on the canoe, and, with
giant strength, threw him headlong into the river; hurled the second
with stunning effect on the ground; knocked down a third with his fist;
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